Chen Ning was really happy today, not only because Zheng Ke found happiness, but also because she met the squad leader and her brothers who were good to her in the northwest, so she drank half a cup later.
There was only one glass of wine in total, and he was very sober. Song Jingye, on the other hand, obviously drank too much later. He was very good at the wedding scene and was not drunk. In the evening, he was catching up with some comrades who came to the wedding and drank.
A little more.
These comrades were the first group he took with him when he graduated from the military academy and went to the Northwest, so they have relatively deep feelings for each other.
Chen Ninghui has been waiting by his side.
In the two years since Song Jingye returned to Beijing, he has been under great pressure at work, and there have been huge changes in personnel. Even the Lu family has not been spared. The Song family is also walking on a tightrope, and he does not dare to make a mistake. Coupled with the emotional unhappiness
Shun Xin, he has been depressed for a long time. Today, he took advantage of Zheng Ke's wedding to indulge himself in a few more drinks, leaving his mind blank.
When they finally left, it was already late at night, and Chen Ning waited until late at night to return. During this time, Song's mother called her and asked him what time he would be back, as she knew they were attending a wedding together.
She said truthfully: "He drank a little today."
"Xiao Ning, I'll ask the driver to pick you up. You can take him home for my aunt. I don't trust the driver."
"Okay." She would send him back without Mother Song's instructions to ensure his safety.
In fact, Song Jingye drank quite well, and he stood still even when he was drunk. Only when the driver went to make a U-turn, he went to the bathroom and vomited for a while.
Chen Ning waited for him at the door of the bathroom. After a while, when she came out, she had probably washed her face, so her hair on her forehead was slightly wet, and the front part of her white shirt was also wet. Her eyes were burned by the alcohol.
Red.
She stepped forward to help him, but he threw away her hand: "Xiao Ning, come back, I'm not drunk."
"Okay, you're not drunk. The driver is outside. Let's go there."
She still stepped forward to hold his hand to prevent him from losing his balance and falling, but fortunately, his steps were still steady when walking.
The driver saw them coming out from a distance and hurriedly came over to help him, but Song Jingye shook off their hands and got into the car himself, while Chen Ning also sat in the back seat.
He was very silent after getting in the car. After driving for a while, he seemed to fall asleep, and his head gradually rested on her shoulder.
Although he smelled of alcohol, it couldn't cover up his own strong sunshine smell, which actually smelled very good. Of course, Chen Ning knew that this was the smell she felt, a very abstract smell.
His heavy breath fell on her shoulders and her neck, making her seem drunk.
The light in the car flickered, making people's hearts wander. She lowered her head gently and pressed her face against his forehead. His forehead was warm, but it made her tremble nervously, but she couldn't bear to leave because
In this position, he leaned closer to her shoulder, with the tip of his nose touching her neck, and his breathing seemed to become hotter.
Chen Ning knew that this should be the limit of intimacy between them. No, it should be the limit of intimacy between them that she could imagine. There should be no chance of this moment again in the future.
She was greedy for such physical contact, even if it was just a dream.